Obediently I comply, Major Morris is sitting on his swivel office chair and slowly turns round to face me. Have you stuck to my orders regarding no pa...ties when you are in my apartment? Of course Sir. I am confident this time as I know I am telling the truth. Remove your dress. I am so brazen, I feel I am in control for a change, I unzip the front of my dress allowing it to slide from my shoulders to the floor. I tilt my chin at him in defiance of my nakedness, my nipples hardening at his gaze. I think she'd chosen in part, becauseblue is seen as a boy's color and since I was technically still a male,it was appropriate. I would have preferred one of the black dresses asthey fit my image of a maid, still my role was to do as I was told bythe head of the house. So blue it was.Once I was dressed, I set about doing what I hoped would develop into aroutine. I made a sweep of the house again, dusting lightly. I checkedto be sure everything was neat and in its place. I did these things,not. Grace dipped him a curtsey and left.“We’re blessed with that girl,” thought Hugh, “and young Terry’s a very lucky boy.”Terry, with the aid of his tutor, found someone, a lecturer in Civil Engineering who happily took on the job for a welcome £75.He came home on Friday. Davies Builders and Midlands Civils were the recommendations. The third had skimped on various quite important calculations such as main drainage proposing a cesspit rather than connecting to the main sewage disposal which would. I watched in awe as Daniel pulled my legs up till my feet was at Charlies head and Charlie raised up and rammed his entire length of man meat deeper into my bowels. I whimpered and whined as Charlie slid his massive tool in and out of my clinging bung hole. The camera was handled expertly as it should each thrust of Charlies penis and captured my agonizing facial expression. Charlie stiffen and rammed deep into me and held still while he emptied his testicles of his semen deep in my bung..